I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Apart from the masculinehair on my arms and legs, there was nothing to see of me - Tom or Rob.The face an... figure were entirely Martha. I calmed down a little.This was like playing a part on stage. It was OK as long as no onecould connect this ridiculous figure with Lord Marsham, Earl ofHadleigh.The facial prosthetics felt like I was wearing a mask, but theyweren't uncomfortable, and they seemed to move with my expressioneasily enough. I tried. My father's friends in particular. We lived for a summer in a small trailer park in Wyoming where my father and his friends worked in the oil fields. Two of his friends in particular lived in the same trailer park. They're names were Randy and Frankie. Both in their early thirties. One summer day I walked past their home on my way to the park and Frankie was pulling weeds in his yard and asked me to come in for some iced tea. I didn't hesitate, he was a handsome man, tall, dark hair and eyes,. I played with his balls until I couldn't stand itany longer and I wrapped my lips around his 4" penis. I took the wholething in my mouth and my tongue began playing with it. My mouth was fullof saliva and I let every ounce of it pour over his cock. I wanted it all.I wanted to taste every square inch of it.He rubbed my head as I worked on his cock. My cock was throbbing betweenmy legs, ready to explode. He told me that he came quick and startedmoaning quietly. A few moments later he told. Stream after stream of cum shot down his throat and he swallowed most of it. Richard had the most intense orgasm, cumming right into his lovers mouth. He had never had a blow job before, and the feeling was incredible. After it was over, Alex licked the last of the cum from his dick.The lay nestled in each others arms for a while, kissing and cuddling. Then Richard said “I want to do that to you” “Are you sure” Alex asked” “Yes, buddy, it was incredible, and I want to make it incredible for.